Probably not seen these boys for nearly 30 years. A dozen albums and many miles later these vagabonds of a seemingly bygone music era don’t disappoint. Cheap red wine clearly is a perfectly acceptable preservative. Well lubricated and looser than a strumpet’s drawers, The Quireboys are still everything a live rock n roll band should be. Sheer and unadulterated entertainment with a musical DNA consummated in the roots of late 60s early 70s British Rhythm & Blues, carrying the torch for Rod & The Faces for a whole new generation. Bloody magic! Shit eating grin from ear to ear from first note to the last. “We are The Quireboys, thanks for keeping rock n roll alive”- Amen!